Chapter 220 - 220 One thing after another

Chapter 220: Chapter 220 One thing after another

Dracula returned to Hogwarts with a refreshed Sirius Black.

Sirius, who had taken a bath in the pond, trimmed his dirty beard and hair, and changed his clothes, was currently wearing a black striped suit and a tie.

Aside from the fact that his face was still too skinny and his demeanor still had a bit of the crazy aura from when he came out of Azkaban, Sirius really did have a bit of the schoolboy look from back then on him.

He was tall, with a face that was too skinny but still looked handsome and elegant, with elegant and beautifully cleaned and trimmed black hair and a pair of striking gray eyes, and a careless arrogance and spontaneity in his mannerisms.

"I didn't realize you were really the schoolboy of Hogwarts, huh?" Dracula looked at Sirius, who had come out of the fitting room of Mrs. Morkin's Clothing Store, and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"Is it okay for me to be exposed to people like this?" Sirius glanced at Mrs. Morgan, who was cutting clothes next to him, and leaned close to Dracula to whisper.

He had experienced a lot of time in hiding, and at this point, standing bright and early inside a clothing store, he always felt a little weak.

"It's okay, don't feel too good about yourself." Dracula said, "Did you see Mrs. Morkin even look at you?"

Sirius then dared to look up and take a closer look at the clothing store owner before he realized that Mrs. Morgan's adoring gaze never moved from Dracula's face.

"It shouldn't, should it?" Sirius touched his face, "I don't feel like I'm any harder to look at than you are, so why is it that you're the only one she's looking at?"

"You probably haven't completely recognized yourself. This skeleton face of yours now looks much stronger than before, but who gave you the courage to compare yourself to me? Go back and eat something good to replenish yourself before you say anything!"

Dracula laughed lightly and snapped his fingers, and a dark moon quietly enveloped the two.

...

In the next moment, Dracula and Sirius appeared together in the Hogwarts staff common room.

By now, Peter had awakened from the effects of the truth spit and was bound to a chair by Dumbledore's binding spell, which was also firmly glued to the floor.

Dumbledore and Lupin were both sitting at a table in the common room, seemingly discussing something.

On a long couch, Harry, Ron and Hermione sat with puzzled expressions.

Ron had even just thrown up, covering his mouth and looking a little pale.

Seeing Sirius's arrival, Peter squirmed restlessly, trying to break free of the chair and escape, but couldn't move a single inch no matter what.

"Little ... Sirius ..." Peter had no choice but to curtly force a smile and whisper in a shrill voice, "My friend, my old friends ... It's been a long time ..."

"And you know we're your friends?!" After seeing Peter, Sirius' originally suppressed madness surged back into his eyes, "So how did you treat your friends ... back then how did you treat Jaime and Lily?"

"Yeah ... I'm sorry, but the Dark Lord is just too powerful, and there's really no way I can resist him." Peter cowered in his chair, shivering.

"Sirius, think about it ... If you were in my shoes and were forced by the Dark Lord and a large group of Death Eaters to defect to them or let you die, what would you do ..."

"I would rather die than betray my friends!" Sirius roared without the slightest hesitation.

Peter seemed to be in shock and cried out in sadness.

He was crying so terribly that he looked like an oversized bald baby, shivering on the floor, making the few young wizards present look at him.

"Sirius, Sirius ... what can I do?" Peter mumbled mumbled mumbled mumbled, "That Dark Lord ... you don't know, he's so powerful you can't even imagine it ... I was terrified!"

"Sirius, I've never been as brave as you, Lupin, or Jaime. I never did that on purpose ... The man who couldn't even mention his name forced me to ..."

"Don't lie!" Blake growled, "You've been passing information to him since before Lily and Jaime died, you're his spy! We realized there was a mole a long time ago, but it never went to you. We were all deceived by you!"

"He ... he's sticking his nose in everywhere!" Peter gasped, "What's ... to be gained by turning him down?"

"What good would it do to fight the most evil fiend that ever lived?" At that moment, Lupin, who hadn't said a word, stood up, "Isn't fighting the Death Eaters about saving innocent lives, Peter?"

"You don't understand!" Peter lamented, "He'll kill me, Lemus!"

"Harry!" Peter's eyes widened in joy, he had just about lost hope of living, he didn't realize that the child of his enemy had spared his life, "Thank you, thank you for opening up to me ... thank you ... "

"I never spared your life for you!" Harry glanced at Peter in disgust and spat, "I did it because I didn't think my father would want his best friend killing someone ... especially someone like you!"

"And if you die like that, Sirius' wrongs will be hard to wash away ..."

Blake and Lupin looked at each other. After a moment, their wands lowered.

"You're the only one who has the right to make the decision, Harry," said Blake, his expression seeming reluctant, "You don't have to worry about me, I don't care about the wrongs ... but you have to think about what he's done. "

"He could have gone to Azkaban," Harry's tone grew firm, "He was supposed to be tortured by dementors for the rest of his life ..."

"Let me interject."

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Harry.

Everyone in the room turned their heads and moved their eyes to where the voice came from.

Only to see Dracula, who had been watching the play for half a day, leaning back on the couch with his legs crossed, shaking a tall glass of wine in one hand and holding a piece of pudding in the other, looking with interest at the direction where Peter and Harry and the others were.

Harry: "..."

Sirius: "... Do you really think you're watching a play, Professor Dracula?"

"Of course I'm watching a show, what else would I be doing here?" Dracula said rightfully, before placing his glass in the air and giving a thumbs up to a few people, "Wonderful, what a wonderful play!"

"But, Potter, you seem to be missing the point - if Sirius Black could sneak out of Azkaban through the Animagus, why wouldn't a smaller, less conspicuous mouse be able to escape?"

Harry froze.

He hadn't really considered that.

"So I have a suggestion, why don't we turn this Mr. Pediru into a dud before we give him to the Dementors, so that he loses his ability to shapeshift completely!" Dracula said with great interest.

He had just thought of a way to turn a sorcerer into a dud some time ago, and hadn't had time to implement it yet.

"Wonderful!" Sirius slapped his thigh and expressed his hands in favor of Dracula's proposal.

Even Lupin showed a hint of interest.

Looking at the eager Dracula, Dumbledore finally couldn't sit still.

"Ahem, Professor Dracula's proposal is indeed a solution ...," he stood up from the sofa and discouraged, "However, next we need Peter as a proof to clear Sirius' name. "

"This proof will be much less strong if others know that we have tortured Peter."

"Tell you what, I will arrange for Fawkes to supervise him at all times to eliminate the possibility of him escaping with his Animagus transformation."

Dumbledore then looked to Peter, "If you do not listen to advice and are bent on escaping by transforming into a rat, Fawkes will immediately burn you to the ground! Peter, you should still know something about the flames of the Phoenix."

Peter nodded repeatedly, as if he was afraid that Dumbledore would backtrack.

Being able to retain some more magical ability would give him an extra chance of survival, and he felt that he still had a chance!

"Tch, no fun." Dracula shrugged and got up and walked towards the common room door, "Looks like the play is breaking up today, so it's time for the audience to leave!"

He pushed the door open and walked out of the faculty lounge in faith.

"Wait, Professor!" Just then, Hermione suddenly called out to Dracula from behind.

"What's wrong?"

"Professor, Hagrid and Buckbeak are still waiting for your help!"